She saw his car’s window left open
and read it as a sign.
This was the unconscious speaking,
she thought.
Opportunity comes through an open window.
It wasn’t so.
He forgot to close his window
when he abandoned the vehicle.
That’s it.
Her interpretation
what she imagined
was something else again.

A cigar’s a cigar
a spade’s a spade
and something that talks
and walks like ducks do
is a fucking duck
but an open window has no significance
other than early onset dementia.

She didn’t see it like that
but, look:
they say something about covers
and contents of texts,
don’t they?